On May 17,1929. I was convicted of a crime. I was driving down the rode and a cop pulled me over. I did not know what to say. The officer asked me to step out of the car. My son was with me at the time. So the officer was kind and he was just doing his job. I thought I was clean Nothing on me and he searched the car. I was so confident that noting was going to be in there. Until heard him say to dispatch. CODE RED!!!!!!!!!. He pulled me to the side and said he does not want to make it look bad so he simply said go tell your kid goodbye. So I went over to him and I said goodbye and we he asked me where I was going i told him somewhere safe. I got sentenced nine months for having a weapon in the car. It was my fault
